Oscar's reaction to Sam's teasing was shocking to say the least. He didn't look like the kind of boy to just jump in to action, but apparently that was him all over. Sam was obviously taken aback, because he didn't put up a fight for a few seconds. Oscar got a few punches in before Sam reacted, and sent him flying in to some chairs. Cerice darted forward to help him up, while I stood and confronted Sam, hands on hips.
"Let me at the little ginger freak!" He was spitting through the blood streaming from his nose.
"Sam, I think you need to leave." I didn't dare take my eyes off him to check whether Oscar was ok. "Go home and calm down."
"Shut up, don't tell me what to do." The other customers at the cafe were standing in a circle around us, and some of the bigger men were stepping forward.
"Sam, if you don't leave now, I think these men are going to throw you out."
"I'd like to see them try." He said, although his swagger had lessened slightly. He seemed wary of the muscle around him.
"Frankly so would I, because after the way you've been treating Cerice and Oscar it would serve you right."
"What business is it of yours? Oh wait I forgot! You're shagging Cerice aren't you?"
It was only when my hand collided with his face that I realised I'd slapped him. He looked at me stunned, and then the three burly men behind him removed him from the building. I turned to see Cerice staring. I blushed and turned my attention to Oscar.
"Are you ok Oscar?" He groaned but nodded. Cerice and I helped him up. "That was a very brave thing you just did. Thank you."
"No problem" he mumbled.
"Come on, let's get you back to the university. It doesn't look like you're in danger. At least not from injuries. Sam will be after your blood though."
"We geeks are hard to break." He winced as he stretched his arms.
"Sure." I grinned. Cerice and Oscar followed me outside to the car and we drove to the university. When we'd got Oscar in to his room and he'd flopped down in his chair, Cerice's phone began to ring.
"Oh shoot!" She picked it up and pressed the green button. "Bonjour Mama." I could hear the voice from down the phone was aggitated, and I was intrigued at the character of the mother. "Oscar got attacked by some idiot, so we brought him back to university. Could aunty pick me up from here?" She paused again, then frowned. "Well how am I supposed to get there then? Oh, thanks a lot mum." She hung up and did a little frustrated dance. "My mum says they're already at the restraunt and it would be rude for one of them to leave now."
"Well I'll take you." I said, smiling at her.
"No problem. Oscar, you stay here and if you feel woozy or sick or anything call someone ok?"
"Sure. Thanks Sasha. It was... good to meet you."
"And you." Cerice said goodbye then followed me out to my car. Once inside I reached across and took her hand. "You have a very good friend there."
"I know." She reached across and kissed me, then fastened her seatbelt. "The restraunt's called Gull's Nest."
"I know it." We drove off, and I kept sneaking glances at her as I drove.
"Thank you, for earlier. You were, kind of incredible."
"What do you mean?"
"When you were telling Sam to leave. And when you slapped him. I didn't think you were that sort of person."
"I'm not normally. I guess it was just the way he said... well, you know. It sounded so degrading, like I was using you or like we were filthy animals."
"I know. I felt it too."
"I think I just lost my temper."
"It was impressive. And quite... attractive." I blushed and remained silent. It was like I was the knight in shining armour. Incredible. A warm feeling rushed in through my body. I scolded myself. Attention seeker. Big head.
We pulled up at the restraunt and I turned off the engine. I looked at Cerice out of the corner of my eye and saw she was doing the same thing. We giggled.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I love you too."